Saturday, July 23, 2011

Ike's comments

Today, Ike and I were chatting about food rules in our house after he took a tube of M&Ms from my baking cupboard. I have been saving these limited edition black, gray and white candies for Survivor party foods and I'll never find anything that perfect again. After we chatted, I reminded him that he may not like the rules in this house but he does have to follow them. He sighed, then brightened and commented, "When I have my own house, I'll make my own rules!"  I started to assure him that he would be able to do that when he interrupted me with, "Oh, wait. Nevermind. I guess my wife will get to make them and I'll just have to follow hers." I laughed and said, "I'm sure you'll get much more say as a husband than as a kid so I think you're good."  He looked at me quizzically and said, "Really? I thought it would be like you and Dad. You make the rules and he just does it. It's okay, though. She'll be my wife so I won't mind."

He was so at peace with his future wife's rules. He's accepted it and moved on and he doesn't even like girls yet! That kid cracks me up :)

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Trying something new

My aunt has a doctor she swears by. Not a naturopath, not homeopathic, but also not mainstream. My aunt hasn't been in hospitalized since she started on the supplements recommended by this doctor. She's referred several people and all have had similar, fantastic results.

I look at Ike and feel like there is something at the root of so many of his issues. I've researched so many things, debated special diets, tested some basic eliminations like milk, and read so many books. I can't find a cause that explains everything...or even most things. Unsure where to go to find this answer, I decided to call my aunt's doctor and made an appointment.

Ike's first visit was today and I was fascinated. It's nutrition response testing. She started with a questionnaire that included tons of topics and a history that started before his birth. Then, she did an analysis. Here's an section of the explanation: The analysis is done through testing the body's own neurological reflexes and acupuncture points. Ike was instructed to lift his arm to the side and try to keep it straight. She would tap the points while pressing on his arm. These points on the body are related to a flow of energy in the organs and function of the body. Once she determined the problem areas through this checking of active energy, she figured out the nutrition needed to counterattack the active reflexes. It was crazy, weird and cool, all at the same time.

Three systems were identified as week. First was adrenal. Third was gallbladder. Second was something else in that area but for the life of me I have no idea what it was. *laugh*  No idea. Anyhow, it all sounded like a great match for Ike's needs. The doctor thinks she can get his body back in balance and it will address his stomach issues, leg pains, migraines, asthma and allergies. Seriously.

We left with 2 supplements - A-F Betafood and Drenamin. He takes 6 of each a day, 2 at each meal. He is less than thrilled about 12 pills a day, especially since he just learned to swallow pills last week when he started his ADHD med! However...I feel really good about this. I think that we need to try to find out what is causing him to have so many issues. We need to try and fix whatever we can. Sp...here we are :)

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Shock and awe

This afternoon, I told Ike it was time for chores. He stopped what he was doing, came into the living room and said, "Okay."

This morning, I came downstairs and Ike had everything on his morning list done. Everything.  Before I had said a single word.

Yesterday, Ike sat at the dinner table. Not perched, not hovered, not tipping, not fidgeting. He sat. For the entire meal. And he didn't complain. Not once.

Over the weekend, he didn't dawdle and make me late. He brought things to keep him occupied in the car, without me reminding him. He laughed and chatted with Ana for hours. He happily played with friends.

Oh, and he has been caught reading. For fun. Completely unprompted, just hanging out with a book, reading.

He's still fun. He still cracks us up with his wit. He still sings and dances. He says he doesn't feel any different.

He's been on an ADHD med for almost a week. I feel like he can finally show off his positives without people being distracted by his behavior. He's happy, he's calmer, he's still just as amazing as ever.

I feel like this is the best thing I have ever done for him. I've given him focus and in less than a week it's already impacting him in such a positive way.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Long time no chat

Still here :) I actually had something I wanted to blog about...until I sat down. At which point I completely forgot the point.

Ah, well....  Instead of something interesting you can just read an update on our lives :)

Ana is getting her tonsils removed next month. It's something I've debated for years but the diabetes had me worried. Once we had her on the pump, I was less nervous, but then her strep episodes slowed down so much I wondered if maybe we'd get through it. For us, it isn't the number of cases as much as the impact they have on her. She gets so sick, so quickly. Add in her naturally over-sized tonsils certainly don't help! And when she gets sick the penicillin allergy makes treatment hard. Talked to the surgeon last month and we're all set. We'll  have the first appointment of the day (thanks, Diabetes ;) ) and she gets to spend the night in the hospital. This was a a very fervent wish as Ike has been in the hospital before and she was apparently moved to intense jealousy over this. Hey, whatever it takes!

Ike is officially ADHD. We start meds this week. The script was written tonight, we'll pick it up tomorrow and his first dose will be Wednesday morning. We're starting with a 10 day supply as I'm not sure we'll be able to get capsules into him. *fingers crossed* If not, we'll start with a patch and see what happens. It was a very interesting visit as the doctor talked to me about hypersensitivity and sensory processing disorders. Ike is incredibly hypersensitive and the somatic complaints section of the ADHD evaluation support it. Something to consider. The doctor's daughter is in therapy for it right now and he commented that Ike reminds him so much of his daughter.

I'm three days away from Harry Potter 7, Part 2! We're doing a double feature and watching part 1 at 9:00 and part 2 at midnight. The theater recommended we be there at 7:00 to wait in line for our seats so we'll be there about 7 hours. Ike and DJ think we're crazy so they'll be home and comfy, while I'll be in line and in crowded theaters with Ana. I'm already dreading the bathroom breaks this is going to take. I did find a neat gadget I'm getting for the wait though - folding camp stools! So awesome for long lines!  Oh, and I also have molds for chocolate frogs on the way! We're having Harry Potter candy during the movie ;)


That's about it for my world :)  Talk to you later!

Saturday, July 2, 2011

This is how awesome I am

Ike and I were listening to bunches of Weird Al songs on iTunes tonight. For the record, nine year boys think the Complicated parody about being constipated is the greatest song ever written... ;-)

Anyhow, while we were perusing through the 258 options (seriously!! 258!!!) available, I stumbled across a song about me. Yes, it's true. I am so awesome that there is a song in my honor.

I can't find a lyrics site that isn't filled with pop-ups and annoying crap or link to the complete song, but here's a snippet of it for you. Without further ado, a song about me!

Okay, so it's about my job. Not everyone gets to spend their time being a replacement for a random organ belonging to someone else. I'm just lucky that way :)

And, for those of you that are thinking, "Gee, I wish I could read all of the lyrics because they must be amazing!" I offer you this...
Oooh oooh oooh ee-oooh oooh oooh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh-oooh oooh
Oooooh

I'm always thinkin' 'bout it
I don't know what I'd do without it
I love, I really love
My pancreas

My spleen just doesn't matter
Don't really care about my bladder
But I don't leave home without
My pancreas

My pancreas is always
There for me
Ahh-oooh

Secreting those enzymes (bap bap bap)
Secreting those hormones too
Metabolizing carbohydrates
Just for me

Ba-ba ba ba-ba ba ba ba-ba ba ba
My pancreas
Ba-ba ba ba-ba ba ba ba-ba ba
My pancreas
Ba-ba ba ba-ba ba ba ba-ba ba ba
My pancreas
Ba-ba ba ba-ba ba ba ba-ba ba
My pancreas

Ba-ba ba ba-ba ba ba ba-ba ba ba
My pancreas
Ba-ba ba ba-ba ba ba ba-ba ba
My pancreas
Ooooooh

My pancreas attracts every other
Pancreas in the universe
With a force proportional
To the product of their masses
And inversely proportional
To the distance between them

Woo woo woo woo

Don'tcha you know you gotta
Flow, flow, flow, pancreatic juice
Flow, flow, into the duodenum

Won'tcha
Flow, flow, flow, pancreatic juice
Flow, flow, into the duodenum

Insulin, glucagon

(Won'tcha flow, flow, flow, pancreatic juice)
Comin' from the islets of Langerhans...
(Flow flow, into the duodenum)

Insulin, glucagon
(Won'tcha flow flow flow, pancreatic juice)
Comin' from the islets of Langerhans...
(Flow flow, into the duodenum)

Lipase, amylase, and tripsin
[Insulin, glucagon]
(Won'tcha flow, flow flow, pancreatic juice)
They gonna help with our digestion
[Comin' from the islets of Langerhans...]
(Flow flow, into the duodenium)

Lipase, amylase, and tripsin
[Insulin, glucagon]
(Won'tcha flow flow flow, pancreatic juice)
They gonna help with our digestion
[Comin' from the islets of Langerhans...]
(Flow flow, into the duodenum)

Can't you see I love my pancreas
{Lipase, amylase, and tripsin}
[Insulin, glucagon]
(Won'tcha flow flow flow, pancreatic juice)
Golly-gee I love my pancreas
{They gonna help with our digestion}
[Comin' from the islets of Langerhans...]
(Flow flow, into the duodenum)

Can't you see I love my pancreas
{Lipase, amylase, and tripsin}
[Insulin, glucagon]
(Won'tcha flow flow flow, pancreatic juice)
Golly-gee I love my pancreas
{They gonna help with our digestion}
[Comin' from the islets of Langerhans...]
(Flow flow, into the duodenum)

Can't you see I love my pancreas
{Lipase, amylase, and tripsin}
[Insulin, glucagon]
(Won'tcha flow flow flow, pancreatic juice)
Golly-gee I love my pancreas
{They gonna help with our digestion}
[Comin' from the islets of Langerhans...]
(Flow flow, into the duodenum)

Can't you see I love my pancreas?


Try not to be jealous, everyone. I know it's a sweet life.